Sadness follows me where ever I go.
Sadness let me know that I have no right to be happy.
It lives inside my mind and refuses to leave.
It burdens my spirit and destroys any good I may receive.
They say to feel this way is a choice but I feel I have no control.
This sadness dictates my life and diminishes my soul.
I walk around wearing a smile.
But inside I frown consumed with overwhelming denial.
I donít feel valued by anything as I scan my world.
I am just a woman who feels like a fucking broken little girl.
I have no one whom has tried to ease my hearts pain,
no one to understand the extent of neglect from which I came.
Emotionally I am alone
Spiritually I am alone
Everyday I am alone
Donít feel like I have much
But this pain I own
Who am I?
Who have I become?